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Driver: I have killed fish for ten years at RT-Mart, and my heart is as cold as my knife. ("Love Story", the story of the young master and the commoner girl falling in love and being blocked by the family.)

It was eleven o'clock at night when the whole premiere ended.

During the film screening, all the main creators and guests sat down to watch together.It was also the first time for An Jiayue to see the complete finished film. She intended to concentrate on savoring it, but she thought that He Xinchen's father might be somewhere behind her, so she couldn't help worrying about her performance in the film, and she focused on finding herself the whole time. I always feel that this performance is not perfect, and there can be improvement.

The more I watch it, the more regretful I am, I would have worked harder when I knew I was filming.

When he returned to the backstage lounge after the premiere, he sighed a long time: "If the box office is not satisfactory, it must be because of me."

He Xinchen was discussing the title of the follow-up draft with Xue Zhenyu, when he heard this, he looked at him: "Why do you say that?"

"The last person who asked the question just now must be your father's subordinate. How can ordinary people dare to ask that kind of question?" An Jiayue analyzed, "You must have upset your father. If you look at my flawed acting skills again, I'm sure He is even more dissatisfied with me, if he releases words to belittle the film, the media and film critics will definitely turn their attention to your father when they see this sign, and our reputation will be over."

Xue Zhenyu nodded: "Your brain is very active, I think it is also..."

The second half of the sentence was swallowed by He Xinchen's cold eyes.

"No, I understand him. If he wanted to obstruct us in this way, he would not have agreed to sign a betting agreement with me from the very beginning." He Xinchen pulled him to sit down and rest, "Your performance is not full of loopholes, you let me This ordinary movie has become extraordinary, and I just saw a lot of people cry."

"Really?"

"Well, I won't lie to you. You can rest assured and wait for the final box office to come out. During this period of time, don't surf the Internet and watch nothing. I will solve the problem."

An Jiayue couldn't hold back: "But I want to see the feedback now. The audience's evaluation is the most authentic."

Xue Zhenyu coughed lightly: "Then I'll act as an audience, I think..."

An Jiayue: "Don't talk, you will definitely brag about your boss."

Xue Zhenyu stared: "An Jiayue, you are getting older and younger. I am your superior—"

"You think it through before you speak." He Xinchen said lightly.

"..." Xue Zhenyu hesitated, "All right, he's your superior, you are my superior, and I'm his subordinate, that's fine! Hey, I won't talk to you two anymore, it's annoying, I'll go Arrange the draft, if Huang Yu dares to come here tonight, I will let him have a taste of my anger!"

Xue Zhenyu cursed and found someone to vent his anger, and the lounge returned to silence. He Xinchen thought for a while and said, "If you want to hear the real evaluation, there is an audience member, I can call him."

An Jiayue didn't believe it: "Which of the audience who came tonight dares to evaluate objectively in front of you?"

He Xinchen had already taken out his mobile phone and sent a message: "He dares, he is the boss of a film production company, you may have heard of his name."

"I don't know much about your colleagues."

"Then you've always heard the name of his partner."

"Ah? Who?"

"You'll know in a while."

An Jiayue waited patiently for He Xinchen's deliberation. After about 5 minutes, there was a knock on the door of the lounge.An Jiayue approached the door, stood up to open it, and was startled by the tall man outside without warning.

The man's face was stern, his brows were slightly furrowed, he looked very difficult to provoke, he glanced at him lightly, completely ignored him, and asked He Xinchen: "What's the matter?"

He Xinchen stood up and stepped forward, seeming to be very familiar with him, with a casual tone: "Tell me about your evaluation of tonight's movie, Jiayue wants to hear real feedback."

The man frowned even deeper: "How did you find me? You know that I have no research on movies. It's not my main business. It's just a company for Luo Luo. I also came with him tonight. Why don't you ask him to comment."

"His mouth is too poisonous."

"Watch your words."

The contents of the two people's conversations were vaguely tense, but their expressions were cold and indifferent. They said they had done it, but they didn't take it to heart. Their temperaments were somewhat similar. In comparison, He Xinchen was more refined.

An Jiayue recognized her the moment she opened the door. After all, as the popular actor Li Luo's date of coming out, Duan Mingyang's popularity is not inferior to any celebrity.

"Mr. Duan, don't take his words to heart." An Jiayue smiled and stretched out her hand, "It is my honor to receive your evaluation, and I hope you can speak freely."

Duan Mingyang looked at him, pondered for a few seconds, and commented face-saving: "My evaluation may not be professional. What impressed me the most was the crying scene that lasted three to four minutes. It was very shocking. The whole movie has a tight rhythm and a smooth plot. It's rare that I didn't lose my mind during the whole process. Luo Luo also said, "You acted very well, better than Jiang Liushen. But in his mouth, everyone is better than Jiang Liushen, so it can't be used as a basis for judging."

He Xinchen: "If you can watch the whole thing, then the response should not be bad."

An Jiayue secretly poked him on the back: "What are you talking about... It is the most basic thing for the audience to watch the whole movie. Mr. Duan's evaluation is very objective."

He Xinchen shook his head: "Li Luo is sitting next to him, and what he is watching is not Li Luo's movie. It is not easy for him not to lose his mind."

Duan Mingyang didn't deny it, and said to He Xinchen: "I have nothing else to do, I'll leave first, he's waiting for me in the car."

"Are there any plans next?"

"No arrangement, he is clingy. Goodbye." Duan Mingyang said goodbye concisely, and left as soon as he said it.An Jiayue didn't even have time to make a sound, and they were the only two of them left in the lounge.

"He often disagrees like this." He Xinchen said, "It's because he clings to Li Luo, and he's afraid that people will run away if he doesn't see him for a moment."

An Jiayue smiled: "I can tell. Although it may be a bit narcissistic to say so, this is the first time I have met a man who turned a blind eye to me. His heart has probably been completely occupied, and he has no interest in others. Dedicated."

He Xinchen didn't answer for a while.

An Jiayue sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

He Xinchen: "I want to say that my heart is also completely occupied by you, will it appear that I am too competitive?"

An Jiayue was overjoyed, and rushed towards him, hugging him: "Don't always think that you are older than me, and you have to maintain a mature and calm image. I don't like you because of this. If you are jealous, I will feel that you care." I."

He Xinchen admitted: "I'm really jealous, will you coax me?"

The sun came out from the west, and An Jiayue leaned up to kiss him: "Hey. He's too cold. He doesn't know how to show his heart. He's not my type. What I want is to treat me well and give me love." A warm person can make me feel love clearly, so that I can feel at ease. Mr. He, so far you are the most up-to-date, are you satisfied?"

He Xinchen finally smiled: "Well, I won't let anyone surpass me after I fight for it."

The guests invited to attend the premiere left the theater one after another by car, but the media members hadn't got off work yet, when An Jiayue and He Xinchen went to the underground garage, they were chased and intercepted by reporters.

Fortunately, He Xinchen had expected it earlier, called the security guard to open the way, and hugged him to squeeze forward.

In the chaos, An Jiayue vaguely saw a brother reporter who kept waving at him, as if he looked a little familiar. When he took a closer look, it turned out that it was the brother reporter who borrowed fire from the sidelines for him at the Golden Film Awards ceremony last time.

An Jiayue had hit it off with him at the time, but now she greeted him with a smile, and the reporter was so moved. She didn't expect the popular artist to remember herself, and in return, she extended her arm and gave him a pack of cigarettes.

An Jiayue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she wanted to return it but was pushed into the commercial vehicle by the security guard, the door was slammed shut, and there was no way to return it. Just as she was about to tell He Xinchen about this, she suddenly found that there was an extra person in the back seat of the commercial vehicle.

It turned out to be the middle-aged man who asked the last question at the meeting, sitting quietly in the back row, staring at him expressionlessly.

This pair of eyes almost scared An Jiayue's soul away, and she nervously grabbed the corner of He Xinchen's clothes beside her.

The car started and drove out of the media surround, the inside of the car was as silent as death.

He Xinchen patted the back of his hand: "It's okay, this is my dad's chief secretary, Uncle Chen."

The other party nodded: "Master, the chairman hopes that you and Mr. An will go home tonight."

An Jiayue became even more nervous, almost daring not to breathe.

"It's already very late today, let's go tomorrow." He Xinchen coped, "He should be sleeping at this point, remember to remind him to rest."

"Okay, I'll pass it on." Uncle Chen glanced at the cigarette case in An Jiayue's hand, and frowned slightly, "The chairman doesn't like the smell of cigarettes. If you want to pass his test, quit smoking first. The young master doesn't like it either. You'd better remember his likes and dislikes."

An Jiayue wanted to say that I had already quit, but He Xinchen stopped him and said, "He quit smoking only because it affects his own health, not because of my father or me. Just like his life, it can only be controlled by him." Make up your own mind, no one else will interfere."

Uncle Chen remained silent, and stared at each other.

He Xinchen smoked a cigarette, handed it to his lips, and casually took a lighter from the storage hole next to the driver, and the orange-yellow flame flickered, reflecting in his dark and cold eyes.

Although it was very inappropriate, An Jiayue had to admit that He Xinchen's unruly side had seduced him very much.

How many men and women must have been fascinated by this person during his indulgence... No wonder Ding Fu has been entangled for several years and is unwilling to let go.

"Of course I hope he will get better, go forward, go up. But if he wants to go in another direction, I will accompany him without hesitation." He Xinchen took a light breath, exhaled a faint smoke, Before reaching An Jiayue's breath, they had already dispersed.With a cigarette in his hand, he pushed the middle of his glasses gently and provocatively, "Please tell my dad, don't try to control him anymore, it's very boring."

Uncle Chen looked at the two of them, remained silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Okay, Director He."

An Jiayue was stunned, and immediately realized that Uncle Chen was wearing a bluetooth headset all the time, and their conversation was probably overheard by He Xinchen's father, He Xiongjun.

He looked at He Xinchen anxiously, but He Xinchen was very calm, and casually put out the cigarette in the driver's ashtray, then took a sip of mineral water to rinse his mouth, quietly waiting for the next sentence, as if he had already expected this.

Uncle Chen responded to the other end of the phone a few times, and then said: "The chairman asked me to tell you: come tomorrow, come tomorrow, he is too old and has no energy to get angry with you."

"Well, thank you Dad." He Xinchen replied.

The driver left Uncle Chen on the side of the road, and An Jiayue was relieved when he saw him leave by himself in a car until the car disappeared: "The real version of "Love Story" is about to be staged. I'm afraid I'm going to die terribly tomorrow."

He Xinchen: "We won't have such a tragic ending, I can protect you."

"Hmm." An Jiayue leaned her head back on the chair, but didn't feel too relaxed. She touched the necklace around her neck and looked at the night sky outside the car window.The optical pollution in big cities is so serious that you can't see a single star, and even the moon is covered by dark clouds.

"Xinchen."

"Ok?"

"In case, I mean in case, you fail and your father won't let you be with me, will we...will return to the original point?"

"What do you mean by origin?"

An Jiayue tilted her head, not daring to look at his expression: "Just like you did back then, you left for my own good, and let me continue to wait for you..."

"No more." He Xinchen said slowly but firmly, "If I fail, I will resign from the company, just to be a freelance filmmaker. Although it may not give you good resources, it will not be like before. If you don't have any filming at all, your talent will not be buried."

"Your thinking really...has changed a lot."

"These are the things I want to understand recently. My life so far has been too rational and realistic. I have thought about everything and thought it out for your own good, but I have not considered the most important point: you don't want me to leave. This time, I don't want to leave." No matter how much you care about, I just want to be like you, regardless of everything."

An Jiayue turned her head when she heard half of it, her eyes were sore: "Why are you so good at talking, it makes me want to forgive you now."

"Forgive me after the final box office results come out." He Xinchen scratched the tip of his reddened nose, "What I said just now was the worst plan. With my current position in the company, my dad won't be able to find someone who can replace me for a while. I will not expel me easily. I hope that the little liar can reap both fame, wealth and love, and no longer have to be afraid of being bullied by others."

An Jiayue turned tears into a smile: "Then I also wish the big liar's dream come true, become a big director and a big boss, earn a lot of money to support me."

He Xinchen pressed the back of his hand and looked at him with a smile: "Okay, my wife is not too much."